Author GRF

#ARID

Mercury risin’
enemy blips, north horizon
acid fizzes and pops
from oceanward drops
as a bomb squadron flies in
and a CO2 missile
need not be fissile
to alter the air
in this climate warfare;
The arid sirens blare.

290th #vss365

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The PuLsE is a nice effect.

#UNEARTHLY

We are beings Unearthly;
from the first unworthly
moment of our birth we
find ourselves adversely
tumbled to the turf be-
-gotten to a journey
strife-stricken and wormy
back to our true home
of lasting peace and mercy.

288/365 #vss365

#BEETLE

Doesn't that just beat all?
Tough armor, wings,
and a wicked mandible,
helpful and harmful
in equal measure,
you might glow in the dark
or eat dung for pleasure,
a million species yet
may await a human recorder
within the vast net
of the Coleoptera order.

288th #vss365 #beetles

Sounds typical for A Day in the Life.

Yikes!

#DELUXE

An affair deluxe,
so I rented a tux,
got limo’d up,
and shelled out some bucks,
but once at the venue,
perusing the menu,
I found I’d been seated
at a table of schmucks.

287/365 #vss365

#UNDERTONE

Our new diss track has bite
but the wrong undertone
since Sal’s harp replaced
Melvin’s sad trombone.

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#PIRANHA

On Halloween,
a terrifying scene
of clean-picked bones,
white and hard,
the twelve-foot skeleton
in our neighbor’s yard.

I tremble
at the giant’s height,
his helplessness
despite his might,
as he failed to defend
when forced to contend
with the piranha cloud
that caused his end!

#vss365

#RAINCOAT

Turn the faucet,
pour it down,
from my shoulders
to the ground,
shimmering robes
of watery flow,
wash and wear style
but look out below;
my coat of rain
drips down the drain,
and with its loss
I’m naked again.

#vss365

#VERVE

Through relationship swerves,
I caught a case of the verves,
drew down my reserves,
and made a move,
overcoming my nerves.

It didn’t last long,
but the surge was so strong
that my lips got it wrong
and I ended up kissing
a jar of preserves.

#vss365

#LIBERTINE

It doesn't care about your feelings
or what keeps you intent
on late-night ceilings,
your needs, your wants,
your sentimental thoughts,
or why else your soul burns;
Free of all social concerns,
the psychopathic machine
is the ultimate libertine.

#vss365

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#ASH

After the flash,
a snow of warm ash
covers cracked pavements
in peaceful white blankets
while parentless children
ring round from all angles
with rosy red faces,
cheeks marred with wet traces,
they all fall down
and make themselves angels.

281st #vss365

#CLASH

Remember the Titans?
Oh, how they’d clash!
Their domino proxies
would clatter and crash.
Remember the Titans,
so bold and so brash?
Now one’s a paper bear
and the other’s gone fash.

#vss365

#ASSOCIATE

The firm's ape associate,
palmed a rough counterfeit
bar card
in his oversized simian mitt.
On his first day in court,
he didn't fall short
as he hefted the jury
and moved them to acquit.

#vss365

No image today. This was the poem that finally broke the Sleeping Android.

Where’s the button to commission one of those human artists I keep hearing about?

#ADVERT

The bill sat
in the president’s drawer
awaiting a pen-stroke
to pass into law
and ban the new practice
of adverts that access
the brain
like a smoothie
sucked out through a straw.

His advisors’ urgings
couldn’t hope to compete
with the catchy jingle
for the legislation’s defeat.

#vss365

A true classic.

#ELASTIC

It pays to be elastic,
as malleable as plastic,
to stretch out of whack
and then snap back
when the pressure
becomes too drastic.

277th #vss365

I was just reading some classic #pulp sci-fi, “Out of the Void” by Leslie E. Stone, serialized across the August and September 1929 issues of Amazing Stories. I’ll post some thoughts to my website. #vss365

#PULP

It must have been fun
to live in that age,
when pulp authors wrote
for the yellowing page,
before the tropes
became cliches
and the stories all sounded
like radio plays.

276th #vss365

#OASIS

A fruit-bearing tree
shades the fertile ground,
a spring-fed stream
lends a burbling sound,
a gentle breeze
moves the sand around
for the miles
and miles
and miles that surround.

275th #vss365

Yay!

#BLUR

In a chariot out of Ben-Hur,
I race down the slopes of Big Sur,
in a moment so vivid
that I'm bound to feel livid
when I wake and it fades to a blur.

#vss365 #limerick

I’m trying to remember this group but the 90s all tend to just…mesh into an indistinct blend.

Thanks for a challenging run of words!

What kind of drum
is long instead of round
and can be beaten
without making a sound?

#CONUNDRUM

#vss365